Where I'm From
I am from a big green boat from a swing set and a kiddie pool. I am from an unfinished house and 1 bathroom for six people. I am from a big old tree whose leaves gave us shade during parties. I am from a metal blue bunk bed and a old ugly garage from Narez and Rosas. I am from the loudest and the funniest and from the know-it-alls from the most caring people. I am from el padre nuestro I am from Grandma Sucoro and Grandma Mamisara from tamales and bosole from crossing the border and from going home from a party at 1 a.m and falling off a trampoline and getting a scar. I am from those moments where I am the happiest for who I am.
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